Small bones

There was only a small piece of sauced pig's trotter, but it couldn't resist the fullness of the sauce. Bai Xiaogu ate it from his mouth, and fell into his chest cavity with a plop.In fact, Little White Bone's body is very big, and he doesn't know how big it is. In short, he puts things he likes in it, and it hasn't been filled after 1000 years.

Of course, the little white bones are not like the nine great silences, so they don't put a pile of hard 'rocks' in their bodies.The things in his body are carefully selected, such as the divine book.

It stands to reason that Bai Xiaogu's body is so big, the foothold of the sauced pig's trotters cannot be so accurate.

But the baby and the baby are attracted to each other, and the sauced pig's trotter just happened to land on the top of the divine book.

It was already too late when Bai Xiaogu hurriedly took it out, the cover of the divine book was not waterproof, and there was a big ball of sauce stains on the white pulp paper—the sauce was fragrant, the trotters were soft, but... Qin Jiuqing was gone ! ! !

On the white and clean cover of the divine book, there are only [-] large characters - Qin Jiuqing, the chief of Tianyu Mountain that we were crazy about in those years.At this moment, the three characters Qin Jiuqing, located in the middle of the second line of the page, were completely blocked by the sauce stains.

The words Qin Jiuqing are gone.

Qin Jiuqing was gone.

The name of the divine book has been changed - the chief of Tianyu Mountain (pig's trotters with sauce) that we were crazy about in those years.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh...

Qin Jiuji is still an ordinary person who has not entered the fairy gate, and was taken aback by this series of "juggling tricks".

The pig's trotters went in through the mouth, why did they come out of the clothes?And a book?

book title...

Qin Jiuji, who had already been enlightened, frowned slightly: Who is the chief of Tianyu Mountain?

Seeing that the little white bone was more sad than heartbroken, Qin Jiuji comforted him: "Is this book important?"

Little White Bone burst into tears: "It's not important, it's just my lifeblood."

Qin Jiuji: "..."

Little White Bones: "My lifeblood is dirty."

Qin Jiuji's thin lips moved, not knowing how to comfort him.

Holding the fragrant divine book, Bai Xiaogu carefully rubbed it again and again with his knuckles. Apart from making himself fragrant, it was useless. Qin Jiuqing... could not be saved.

Qin Jiuji whispered: "Sorry." After all, he was the one who brought him the pig's trotters.

Bai Xiaogu was sad, but he never turned his anger on others: "I am very happy that you gave me sauced pig's trotters. I got carried away with my own complacency." He insisted on eating it even though he knew he couldn't eat it. This was the punishment he had to accept.

Qin Jiuji said again: "Is this book sold in the world?" If there is one, he can buy him a copy.

Bai Xiaogu shook his head: "This is a single banned book, not even the Twelve Immortal Mountains."

Qin Jiuji: "..."

Bai Xiaogu sighed softly, put the divine book back into his body, carefully wrapped the sauced pig's trotters in oiled paper, and put them in his chest cavity.

How can it be?

Not choosing to forgive them.

Men, if they want to live a decent life, they must have some green on their hair.

He understands.

Qin Jiuji asked him: "You don't need to eat, right?" He couldn't understand this scene.

Bai Xiaogu patiently explained to Jiu Daji, who lost most of his brain: "You brought me here to find a body. Only with a body can I eat delicious food."

About Qianyue Illusion, one of them firmly believed in it, and the other didn't believe it at all, but Qin Jiuji didn't want to spoil his interest: "Looking for a body?"

Bai Xiaogu explained Chiti Guoyi to him again.

Qin Jiuji frowned and thought for a while: "I've never heard of a red fruit tree in Huang'an City."

Bai Xiaogu: "..." What should I do, the two of them originally had only one brain, but now there is only a half of it left, how small is it, the sauced pig's trotters just now are so small.

Seeing that the little bones were missing, Qin Jiuji added, "I'll help you find out."

Bai Xiaogu said weakly, "Thank you..." Talking is better than nothing, Jiu Xiaoji has a brain better than he doesn't.

The smell of sauced pig's trotters was still wafting from his fingertips. Although Bai Xiaogu couldn't eat it, he could smell it. He couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me what the sauced pig's trotters taste like? The ones made by mother are soft and glutinous. sauced trotters."

Hearing him call his mother in such a tender voice, Qin Jiuji's brows and eyes stretched: "It's delicious."

Bai Xiaogu: "It's delicious, how delicious is it?"

Qin Jiuji was not very attached to eating, so he didn't understand those adjectives.

But Bai Xiaogu knew it very well: "Does it melt in the mouth? The tip of the tongue is trembling? The smell is rolling around the teeth? Can't stop sucking?"

Qin Jiuji: "..."

Bai Xiaogu swallowed the non-existent saliva: "Isn't it!"

Qin Jiuji: "Yes..." Although it always felt weird.

Bai Xiaogu clenched his fists: "When the bones have a body..." What kind of sauced pig's trotters, palace protection ducks and double cultivators Qin Jiuqing, he wants to eat it to his heart's content!

Qin Jiuji smiled and asked him: "I have to practice calligraphy, do you want to come with me?"

Of course Bai Xiaogu wanted to be with him: "Yeah!" Although he didn't know that practicing calligraphy was such a boring thing, it was like counting bones in Jiangshuang Valley.

Oh, what's more interesting than Counting Bones is that Jiu Xiaoji is very entertaining.

The young boy was sitting in front of the desk, his hands were not big but he held the pen firmly, his eyes were drooping slightly, and he was very focused.

Bai Xiaogu couldn't help asking: "What's the use of practicing calligraphy?"

Qin Jiuji: "When you reach the age, you can take the merit test."

"Fame?"

"The foundation of standing in Huang'an City."

"Oh... I don't understand!"

Qin Jiuji looked at him: "With fame, you can buy a lot of sauced pig's trotters."

Bai Xiaogu was shocked: "Understood!"

Since Qin Jiuji was three years old, he had to write ten big characters every day. Even if his mother and father advised him not to do this, he never slack off.

Practice calligraphy, read books, and write articles.

If he can be named on the gold list in the future, he can take his parents out of this swamp and quagmire, and live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

After practicing calligraphy silently for so many years, it was the first time that someone was by my side... well, accompanied by a little skeleton, it felt very different.

He was in a good mood, and he wrote more fluently than usual. Unknowingly, he wrote a little late.

Sitting next to him, Little Kulou flipped out of the book from nowhere, pointing at each word with Bai Shengsheng's phalanges, muttering the words.

Qin Jiuji was about to ask him what he was looking at when there was a knock on the door.

"Jiu'er hasn't slept yet? Daddy has entered the house."

Qin Jiuji was startled.

The little bone looked up at him.

Qin Jiuji hurriedly said: "Wait, wait a minute." As he spoke, he signaled the little skull to hide under the table.

Bai Xiaogu was also afraid of scaring Father Qin, so he quickly hid under the table and covered himself tightly with the hood.

In fact, he was a little curious about Father Qin, but he was too ugly and ashamed to see others.

Seeing that he had hidden away, Qin Jiu went to open the door to meet his father.

Qin Yong was only in his twenties, he was young, and he was born with the good looks of Yushu Linfeng, but his temper was a little softer.this character

It's okay to be in an ordinary family, but it's a bit embarrassing to be born in a family like the Qin family as an inconspicuous bastard.

He doesn't like to fight and doesn't know how to fight, so he is naturally left out. Fortunately, he is content and happy, and has always been very peaceful.

Until he insisted on marrying Xu.

The concubine sons of aristocratic families also need to marry. Qin Yong, who has been unknown until now, suddenly has his own idea, and the price to be paid is really not small.

But he is willing.

In a person's life, if he can find what he loves, what else can he ask for.

What he regrets most now is that he is too incompetent to give his wife and children a better life.

Qin Yong looked at the neat and orderly copybook on the table, and felt sorry for his son: "You are still young, and it is time to grow your body, so don't stay up late."

Qin Jiuji: "My son understands."

Qin Yong has limited ink in his stomach, so he can't teach his son for a long time, so he can only tell him: "Father and mother only want you to be safe and happy, and everything else is fine."

Qin Jiuji smiled, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Qin Yong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Rest early."

Qin Jiuji also said good night to him.

Qin Yong left, but Bai Xiaogu still didn't dare to come out.

Qin Jiuji called him softly: "Xiaogu?"

Only then did Bai Xiaogu poke his head out, and Qin Jiuji gave him a hand: "Sorry, I asked you to hide under the table."

Bai Xiaogu: "It's quite spacious under the table..."

Qin Jiuji paused for a moment: "I'll introduce you to mother and father when I have a chance."

Bai Xiaogu: "!"

Qin Jiuji: "It's okay, they won't be afraid of you."

Bai Xiaogu was quite hopeless: "But... I'm afraid."

Although it is difficult for mortals to hurt spirits, mortals and monks look too much alike.

Qin Jiuji obviously didn't expect that this was a coward.

The matter of 'recognition of relatives' can only be discussed in the long term. It's getting late, and Qin Jiuji really needs to rest.

For sleeping, Xiaobaigu is very fresh.

Bones don't need to sleep, and monks rarely sleep. Only ordinary people need to sleep at a fixed time every day.

Mortals are fragile.

Shenxu Daoist has introduced that ordinary mortals can't stand it two or three times a night, which is far from monks.

Therefore, most of the good spirits and monsters do not attack mortals, for fear of killing everyone.

Of course Bai Xiaogu is a good spirit, but...

Qin Jiuji asked him, "Do you want to come and sleep?"

Bai Xiaogu: "...Yes."

Qin Jiuji rolled his eyes: "Come."

Bai Xiaogu got under his blanket, alas, sleeping is not double cultivation, it's fine!

This scene is actually kind of scary.

In the quiet room at night, there is only the cold moonlight. No matter how cute the little skull is, it is still a skeleton.

But Qin Jiuji was not afraid at all.

He leaned on the pillow, looked at the little skull beside him, and felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart: "Xiaogu."

Bai Xiaogu: "Huh?"

The corner of Qin Jiuji's mouth curled up: "Go to sleep."

Bai Xiaogu tried his best to extinguish the blue fire pupil, extinguished and extinguished, it really... extinguished...

Eyes closed and opened, the night passed.

Is this sleep?After living for 1000 years, the little bone that slept for the first time was excited.

If he learned to sleep earlier, would he still be so boring in Jiangshuang Valley?

He is too stupid!

Bai Xiaogu, who had learned another trick, was very excited. He got up energetically and wanted to tell Jiu Xiaoji about his experience.

Hey, where is Jiu Xiaoji?

There was no one on the bed, only his solitary bone.

bang.

The water basin fell to the ground, and the water stains spilled all over the house.

Bai Xiaogu turned his head stiffly, meeting the visitor's eyes.

The visitor was dressed in a long gown, although it was washed a little whitish, but it couldn't hide the cool demeanor of the whole body. He was born somewhat similar to Jiu Ji, but his facial features were more gentle, and the bridge of his nose was not as tall and sharp, like a pair of ink dots The eyes are like stars in the night sky, clear and clear.

This appearance... is undoubtedly Qin's father!

Bai Xiaogu was completely dumbfounded.

It was Qin Yong who came here. The old father chopped wood to make a fire early in the morning, and boiled hot water to make his son feel more comfortable while washing. Who knows...

There is no son in the house, only a small white tofu-like skeleton.

After being stunned for a moment, Father Qin rushed forward, crying uncontrollably: "Son! Why do you only have a handful of bones left, son!"

Bai Xiaogu was hugged full of arms: "..." Huh?